Two thumbs down!
I went to a movie theater to see this one. The teaser or trailer as they sometimes call it had Gil-Scott Heron’s The Revolution Will Not Be Televised in it. I did not know anything about the comic and I was wondering if it had anything to do with the American Black Panther Party of the 1960’s and 70’s. My daughter told me that it was very much influenced by it. I was excited and I could hardly wait for it to hit the theaters. I was Continue reading
I’ve been bitching and moaning about this for a while now. Check out my post at The Civil Gripe . There is. however some light at the end of that tunnel, so here’s where I’m at nowadays. Continue reading
Mr. Llime is once again turning his writer’s craft as well as his childish mind in a sexual direction. The stories in this collection are no less eclectic than the ones n his previous volume. We are treated to inventions about the Japanese auto industry, fantastic shenanigans in the Mile High Club, alternative after-life scenarios, strange military training, rousing cooking competition events and other such unusual settings for sexual play. Though some of the stories have quite pedestrian settings, others are happening purely in the realm of fantasy. There are also a couple of Sci-Fi entries that postulate unlikely but possible future events.
So, even though the events happening to Timmy the Timid are absolutely absurd and (at least partially) unbelievable. the story is quite enjoyable. A man turning into a parrot is also quite fantastic, but once again, good solid story.
One of my daughters has recommended this book to me. Having some knowledge of my literary tastes, she was sure that I would love it as much as she did. At first I had to agree that Elizabeth Gilbert was a very talented writer.
This is how the Prologue opens:
Alma Whittaker, born with the century, slid into our world on the fifth of January, 1800.
What a promising first sentence!
So, as Mr. Llime was out of the country for a few months, no one was here to crack the whip, so I forgot all about his reviews. Apparently, the other guys (or rather guy, cause I think he made one up) didn’t write anything either. Ernie’s whole idea was to get together a review site in order to promote his writing. Now, does this guy love to write. The problem is that he lacks focus. He has not published anything in over a year and when I asked why he stopped writing he gave me a short barking kind of laugh:
Broken Slave is book two of the Bound in Bloodlust series. I have not read the first one yet, but the story stands on its own and it looks like the books can be read out of sequence as well. My impression was of a story that took some elements of the Twilight Saga and merged them with Ann Rice (circa Lestat) sensibilities. Savannah added a lot of dark passionate sex to the mix creating a fast and arousing story of uncontrollable desires. As in a classic Greek drama, the main characters are flawed and week, even when they are, like Nathan arena Gods. There is no background story about the bloodlings, but that does not detract from our fascination. Some of the events in the plot seem to be a continuation of previous incidents, but that only made me feel like I should read the prequel (Unchained Lust.)
I was trying to get a leg up on my lagging workload, so I started reading this one around midnight. Strangely enough, I just couldn’t stop and had it all finished by 2 am. Definitely, a fast paced, page turner and I am expecting an equally well done sequel.
The kindle and paper versions of Broken Slave and Unchained Lust can be found at Amazon.com.
I started this review blog, so that I can write about some things I like. Strong-armed a few others into writing stuff, but it’s mostly a one man show. That is because I have the key – or in this case I’m just the big boss admin. From the start, the idea was to review things we like (meaning things I like.)
Well I really like pussy and so, I was very impressed with the one Mia Khalifa sports between her legs.
Pleasure, Pain and Eternity gathers to its bosom a collection of poems by Ernest Samuel Llime. As expected, a lot of them are of an erotic nature. Others however range from the whimsical, through the fantastic and all the way to the mystical realms.
Interestingly, he has also gathered some of his song lyrics and again, it is hard to know what to expect. His lyrics are quite close in their nature to his poems and they include quite a lot of references to the Goddess in Her multitude of forms. Other lyrics, like Sinderella and the Shoe Store Clerk can sound jocular and lustful at the same time, while others yet, sing of lust and betrayal and would be quite at home in a country singer’s repertoire.
In general, it is a fun and at times thought provoking tour de force and a fitting companion to his other works.
I started watching the Showtime series Roadies and enjoyed that a lot. Somehow I forgot the name of the opening band in the second episode. While looking for that name (turned out it is Reignwolf,) I ran across some very unflattering reviews of the show. The most scathing one is by Maureen Ryan, Variety’s chief TV critic. Her main beef was with the sexual assault on the character played by Rainn Wilson (Bryce Newman.) So, though I agree in principle with some of the things she is saying, I think she has totally missed the point. To start with, the entire series is a fantasy that is elevating the real life roady-ing experience up to mostly imaginary heights. Which does not make it Continue reading
Christian’s Bionic Lover sucked me right into the narrative with the very first paragraph. A very well thought out introduction to the events that were to follow. Since the subtitle had introduced it as an Erotic Lesbian Romance, I had a good idea about some of the things to follow and yet I just couldn’t quite stop. The language is so rich and captivating that at times, I was more enamored of the words than their actual meaning and that is not an easy thing to do. The sentences followed each other like pearls on a string and some of what they were saying reminded me of friends and long gone events, in other countries and other times.
I am a hetero male, and like most of the ones sharing my demographic, fascinated with lesbian encounters. Holding my breath, I kept waiting for that double female scent to emanate from my screen and envelope me. When it did occur, I was not disappointed. The strength of the encounter and the way it was depicted got me very excited. It was the middle of the afternoon and I was not alone in the house, so there was nothing I could about it. I thought that perhaps I should continue reading later on, Continue reading